I learned a valauble lesson today. Let me share this knowledge with you. If you want a small child to drink some disgusting prune juice, just put it in your favourite cup and sip it. Said child will fight his way up onto your lap and INSIST on having sips from the cup.Yesterday we headed out to mainly music - in the truck, or as I like to call it, LEVIATHAN. I drove beautifully, if I do say so myself, resisting the urge to annihilate fences and garage doors along the way. K really enjoyed the session especially the toys before and after the music part - head:desk! I got him home and noticed that he smelt like burnt matches. This awful aroma increased to the point where I was gagging on my coffee. You might ask - why didn't you change him? and my reply to that would be HE WASN'T FINISHED! A rather nasty nappy change episode occurred shortly thereafter and I retired to lick my wounds (metaphorically speaking) and K relaxed into slumber.
I prepared Cashew Marsala for dinner and K haunted the kitchen like a starving timber wolf until it was ready, and scarfed down a large portion. He does love his cashew marsala! Today I headed up to coffeegroup. We walked, because well, I could really use the exercise and it wasn't actually raining :) It was awesome catching up with people. Rache in particular cos I hadn't seen her in AGES. I was thinking about heading into Henderson this arvo but I think, gazing soulfully out the window, that it might be better to do that tomorrow as a morning expedition with the kidlet.
Hmm now for some strage reason I can't resize the pics - oh well you will just have to have larger pics in the meantime ;)
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